Bitter-Sweet

h, that just a year ago
He entered into bonds to keep the peace
Toward me and womankind.

David.

I'm quite asleep.

Israel.

We'll all agree, then, to pronounce it quits.

Ruth.

Till he awake again, of course. I trust
I have sufficient gallantry to grant
A nap between encounters, to a foe
With odds against him.

Israel.

Peace, my daughter, peace!
You've had your full revenge, and we have had
Enough of laughter since the day began.
We must not squander all these precious hours
In jest and merriment; for when the sun
Shall rise to-morrow, we shall separate,
Not knowing we shall ever meet again.
Meetings like this are rare this side of Heaven,
And seem to me the best mementoes left
Of Eden's hours.